Dr. Morgan tipped his head to the side in interest, “I’m listening.”
She let out the breath she had been holding in a rush, “Wyatt Masterson. I know you don’t like to ask any of us what type of paranormal we are but when we started this research, I knew we would eventually need someone else to undergo these experiments. So, I started talking with Wyatt. I didn’t tell him what we have been doing, but in socializing with him I’ve discovered that he is a shifter. A unique one, like me as Fate would have it. I was hoping to put this conversation off for another week or two, but it seems the amount of blood I’ve given since the beginning is starting to take its toll.”
Aleah took a deep breath, “The decision is yours of course. This is your baby, after all. But if we continue down this road, you will be treating me for anemia instead of conducting research on what makes us the way we are.”
The Director took in her serious face and pale cheeks, “I believe you may be right, my dear. Go ahead and bring Wyatt down this afternoon. I’ll fill him in on what we are trying to accomplish. Now, let’s check your iron levels.”
Aleah nodded and stood calmly, when inside she was trembling in her excitement. She was thrilled to finally be able to tell her lover everything. On top of all that, she would have more time with him if their boss included him in on the research.
Dr. Morgan watched Aleah sit as he grabbed the equipment he needed to check her iron levels, “So you’re socializing with Dr. Masterson, are you? Are you sure there isn’t anything else you would like to tell me?”
The female shifter ducked her head, not wanting to share just how close her and Wyatt had become in the last six months but knowing the Director wouldn’t let it go until he had an answer, “Dr. Masterson and I have gotten extremely close in the last six months and we are seeing each socially outside of work.”
The Director gave her a knowing smile as he waited for the test results to come back, “So the two of you are dating then?”
Aleah nodded, a sappy smile growing on her face, “Uh, yes. He and I have been dating for the better part of five months now. I just wanted you to know so that it didn’t come as a surprise if you start to hear some rumors that the other team members have been saying.”
Chapter Three
The results of the blood tests concerning Aleah’s iron levels confirmed what she had thought was going on; the levels were extremely low. Dr. Morgan agreed that they needed to bring Wyatt in. Aleah hadn’t told him what flavor of shifter the Endocrinologist was, but she knew how much he liked a mystery. If the Director couldn’t figure out what Wyatt’s other form was by testing the blood, then she would fill him in. Chances were good though that the doctor would discover what shifter the Endocrinologist was with just his blood.
She had left Dr. Morgan shaking his head and muttering in concern over her iron levels as she made her way to the elevators, intent on getting up to the fifth floor to find Wyatt.
She was walking by the staff lounge on her way to the conference room when the door opened and out walked the shifter she was looking for, “Wyatt! I was just looking for you.”
The Endocrinologist gave her one of his lazy smiles, “I was looking for you too, sweets. Why don’t we talk in here where there won’t be any prying eyes?”
The suggestion had her insides melting with desire. She gave Wyatt a smoldering look, sure that she was going to become a puddle of woman in front of him, “Prying eyes, huh? What do people looking at us have to do with us talking?”
She followed him as he stepped back into the room, “I have some good news for you, lover, and I couldn’t wait to share it with you. This is a discussion that we certainly couldn’t have in the conference room during the debriefing, but we should have a few minutes before Dr. Morgan makes his way up to this floor…”
Wyatt interrupted her by pinning her to the closed door and giving her a kiss that had her breath catching in her throat. He raised her arms above her head, neatly taking both of her wrists into his right hand, successfully holding her in place, as his left hand slid slowly down her side. Aleah moaned into his mouth as their tongues stroked each other as Wyatt’s hand slid under her blue scrub top, lightly skimming the underwire of the black lace bra she had chosen to wear that day. She whimpered when the Endocrinologist pulled away, still holding her hands above her head.
“What was it you wanted to talk about, sweets?” Wyatt asked as he put her top back to rights and stepped further away, letting her hands go.
Aleah pulled her scrub top down further, using that movement to catch her breath and remember what it was she needed to talk to her lover about.
“I think it can wait, handsome. Why don’t we finish what you started before we talk about that?” Aleah pouted.
She reached for him and he moved further into the room shaking his head, “I don’t think so, sweets. I’m afraid that if we begin to have our fun, you’ll forget everything that you think is so important. So, spit it out now, my dear, while I stand safely over here; and you have your thoughts in order. If you hurry, we might be able to have our fun with plenty of time to make it to the conference room for the day’s debriefing.”
Aleah could tell that his mind was made up and there would be no changing it, so she sighed and leaned against the closed door, pointing to the table, “You’re going to want to sit down before I begin, darling.”
She took a deep breath as she watched him take a chair, turn it around and straddle it, “As you know, there have been some things that I have been working on with Dr. Morgan that I have not been able to share with you. I was looking for you because I have some good news. Dr. Morgan has agreed to let you accompany me the next time we have to disappear, which will more than likely be this afternoon.”
The Endocrinologist gave her a wide grin and jumped to his feet, his long strides eating up the floor in his hurry to reach her.
He pulled her off her feet and crushed her in a tight embrace, “That’s amazing news! Does this mean there’ll be nothing more for us to fight about?”
Aleah let out a laugh, “Oh I’m sure we’ll find other things to fight about, but you being brought into the fold makes our last fight seem pretty superficial.”
She pulled away only to be snatched back into Wyatt’s arms as he crushed her mouth with his own. Together they moved to the table, the Endocrinologist bending her until her back hit the hard, cold surface. He slid his hand under her shirt again, pulling her bra down so that he could flick her nipple with his fingers. Aleah arched her back, pushing her breast into his open palm and moaning in pleasure as he added a small amount of pressure. He pulled the shirt up, breaking off their kiss long enough to get it over her head.
“Mmmm, very nice. Did you wear that for me? Am I going to find the matching panties when I pull off your pants?” Wyatt said in a husky voice, letting her know that he was more than ready to enter her.
Aleah gave him a sexy smile, a twinkle in her eyes, “This old thing? Nah it was just something I put on this morning. As for the panties,” meeting his gaze as she smirked, “you’ll just have to take the pants off to find out, now won’t you?”
Not wasting any time, he moved quickly to lock the door and just as swiftly returned to her side. Slowly sliding her pants down her long legs, enjoying the view of his lover standing before him in matching undergarments, he looked into her eyes with a smirk that matched her own. Aleah bit her lip as she watched his movements, waiting for him to make his next move while holding her breath. Looking up from his position between her legs, he slid his hands along her smooth skin, spreading her legs further apart. Wyatt licked the inside of her right leg as he looked up to see the damp spot in the center of the silk fabric covering the prize he was seeking, evidence of his lover’s arousal, and he smiled as he moved his tongue further towards the apex of her legs. Sliding his hands up to the waistband of her panties as his mouth moved closer, Aleah watched his fingertips move under the waistline. Wyatt pulled them down quickly, leaving her moist pus
sy exposed to the cool breeze filling the room from the air conditioner. Hopping up onto the table she had been using for balance, giving Wyatt better access to her pussy, Aleah flashed him a wicked smile as she spread her legs wider for him. The Endocrinologist licked his lips as he leaned forward and blew across the wet, heated flesh Aleah presented for him, causing the female shifter to squirm in anticipation.
Wyatt chuckled and sat back on his heels, “So impatient. Tell me what you want, sweets. I want to hear you say it.”
Aleah whimpered in her frustration, “We don’t have time for games, lover. The Director will be getting to the conference room any minute now.”
The Endocrinologist grinned widely, “Then I suggest you hurry, darling, because we aren’t going any further until I hear you tell me what you want.”
She could see the desire in his eyes, the smoldering heat simmering just beneath the surface, and knew that she would not win in his stubborn game.
Aleah sighed and returned his grin with sultry smile of her own, “I want you to taste me, lover. I want to feel your tongue lapping at my juices, causing me to squirm until I can’t take any more, and I’m begging you to enter me.”
Wyatt leaned forward and blew another breath on her pussy, making her squirm again, “Your wish is my command, sweets.”
He changed his position, getting on his knees. Wrapping his hands around her thighs, he pulled her closer to the edge of the table.
Placing her hands on either side of her body, she leaned back on her lower arms, spreading her legs even further as Wyatt leaned forward. He gave one long, slow lick between her folds, finding her button quickly. Concentrating on her sensitive nub, swirling his tongue around it, then placing his lips around her nub and sucking softly. Aleah’s body jumped at the sensation before she wrapped her legs around the male shifter’s head, pulling it closer to her body and writhing under his attention. He let go of her clitoris with an audible pop and began pushing his tongue in and out of her, her juices flowing faster than he could swallow.
She bucked as the orgasm wracked her body, panting as she began to beg, “Oh God, Wyatt, please! I can’t take anymore. I need to feel your cock buried deep inside of me!”
Wyatt chuckled as he stopped licking her pussy and looked up at her, his face glistening with her juices, “Are you sure, sweets? Because I don’t think you’ve quite reached your breaking point yet.”
As if to emphasize his point he blew another breath onto her heated pussy, causing her to almost leap off of the table.
Still trying to catch her breath, Aleah slid herself back onto the table and closed her legs, “I’m positive, darling. You know how sensitive I get after I cum that hard.”
A noticeable shiver ran through her as she continued, “I’m so wet and ready you could slide into me up to the hilt without any resistance. Please Wyatt! Fuck me. Fuck me now.”
He didn’t wait for her to say anything more, just stood up and gripped her hips, pulling her lower body closer to his and causing her to spread her legs to accommodate his body. His cock slid into her wet and ready core with one stroke, and he lost himself in the sensation of feeling her gripping him so intimately. He moved slowly, enticing low moans from his partner just enjoying the feel of his cock encased in his lover’s body. Soon, Wyatt found his rhythm and Aleah met him thrust for thrust.
Chapter Four
Wyatt and Aleah finished getting dressed and rushed out of the staff lounge, hurrying to the conference room where the team had gathered.
“I told you all that playing around was going to make us late for the debriefing,” Aleah whispered to Wyatt accusingly.
He shrugged unapologetically, “I can’t help it, sweets. You’re so cute when you beg.”
She shot him a glare as she opened the door to the conference room. Every member of the team, including the good Director, was sitting at the table and all eyes turned as the couple walked in.
Aleah gave Dr. Morgan a sheepish smile as she took a seat close to the door she had entered, Wyatt sitting next to her, “Sorry we’re late, Director. I was just filling Dr. Masterson in on a few of my theories.”
Their boss just gave her a nod and a knowing smile, “That’s quite all right, Dr. Macleod, we were just getting started. It seems that we have a patient waiting in the ER for our expertise.”
William was glaring at the two sitting across the table from him. Aleah could feel the goosebumps crawling over her skin as she watched the Cardiologist turn his scowl onto her lover. The look in William’s eyes turned the Hematologist’s blood cold as he bore holes through the Endocrinologist. She could almost see the wheels turning in his brain as he seemed to be weighing the pros and cons of jumping over the table and pummeling Wyatt in front of everyone present. Aleah couldn’t be sure that was what he was doing, but the murderous look in his eyes made her believe in that theory. She reached under the table and gripped the Endocrinologist’s hand, giving it a light squeeze. When he looked over at her, Aleah gave a slight nod in the Cardiologist’s direction. Wyatt glanced over and looked back at the woman holding his hand, giving her a wink. It was his way of letting her know that he saw what she was subtly pointing out.
“If the two of you are ready, maybe we can begin the debriefing on our patient?” Dr. Morgan said, bringing the team’s attention back to the subject at hand.
Aleah let go of Wyatt’s hand and turned to the Director, “Of course, Doctor. I apologize again for being so late.”
She folded her hands in front of her on the table, waiting to hear what her boss had to say. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw William reluctantly take his gaze off her and Wyatt to pay closer attention to Dr. Morgan.
The Director cleared his throat, “As I was saying, we have a patient waiting for us to see if we can help him down in the ER. Now he’s a vampire, which is why the ER docs have called us in, but I feel I need to tell you before we get down there that his symptoms are all over the map. The docs downstairs haven’t been able to pinpoint a diagnosis. I need all of you to be on your ‘A’ game when we arrive down there to do our initial examination.”
He turned to the small, soft-spoken Latin woman to his right, “Dr. Devlin, I need you to prep a room here on the fifth floor where we can move this patient, and please meet us downstairs when you’ve finished.”
William stood impatiently, “Well, what are we waiting for? This is the first real patient we’ve had the chance to see since you set up this team. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m ready to get started on some real studying.”
Dr. Morgan stood and walked slowly to the door, turning to look at the Cardiologist, “Dr. Wolfe, I want you to help Dr. Devlin prep room 526 for our patient. We’re not going to be in need of your expertise just yet.”
The Cardiologist looked like he was choking on something as he sputtered, “But, Director! I can be of more help downstairs with you examining the patient than setting up a damn room for him. I’m pretty sure …”
Dr. Morgan moved away from the door, letting it close behind him as he slammed his hands down on the conference table effectively cutting William off and raised his voice, “I want you to listen to me very carefully, Dr. Wolfe. I run this team, not you, and when I tell you that I want you to prep a room with a fellow teammate, then you will damn well prep that room. But since you seem to think you are better than the rest of us, I believe that you can prep room 526 for our patient on your own. Dr. Devlin, if you would, accompany us to the ER so we can begin our initial examinations?”
He pushed off the table and headed out the door, expecting the rest of his team to follow his lead. William glared at the Director’s back until the door closed again.
The Cardiologist slammed down into the closest chair and then jumped back up, punching the conference table with his right fist, “Damn it all to Hell. I am better than the rest of you. I should be running this team, not that old man who’s about a year away from his retirement. Who the fuck does he think he is?”
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nbsp; William began to pace, then turned his aggression on the couple still standing in the room with him, “Why are you still here? Don’t you have a job to do? Go on, Aleah. Go show the good Director just how much ass you can kiss.”
Aleah positioned herself between Wyatt and William as the Cardiologist moved around the table and headed in their direction.
He stopped right in front of her, “And just what were these theories you had to run by the good Endocrinologist here? Huh, Aleah? Why couldn’t you run them by me this morning as we walked to work together? Am I not good enough to hear the great Hematologist’s ideas now? Is that it?”
The sneer on his face showed what kind of theories he thought they had been discussing and Aleah cleared her throat and returned William’s sneer before answering him in exasperation, “Just some theories about what separates us from the humans, William. Nothing that I haven’t discussed with you before and certainly nothing for you to be losing your temper about. Now if you’ll excuse us, you’re absolutely right. We should be catching up to the Director.”
William grabbed her arm as she turned around to leave the conference room and Wyatt bristled, taking a step closer to the two but stopped short when the Cardiologist looked over Aleah’s head and into his eyes, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Doctor. Unless you want things to turn ugly real fast.”
The look in William’s eyes had Aleah’s skin crawling and she could practically feel the violence shimmering under the surface of the man holding onto her arm, “I’m okay, Wyatt. Why don’t you head on down and meet our patient? I’ll be there shortly.”
Wyatt didn’t leave, just leaned against the wall, “I’m not going anywhere. Not while you’re in here with him.”
William’s sneer grew, “Ever the knight in shining armor, am I right Wyatt? Just doing your part to make sure the damsel in distress is saved? Well let me fill you in on this damsel. She doesn’t need you to save her.”
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